Take three yearsTake these tearsBlow it out of proportionLike you never (Lived a single day without regret)Like you never (Lived without my voices in your head)Three states and eighty shows later it's overBut it's okay 'causeRight here is where I belong

True friends stab in the frontWhat's said is said, what's done is doneYour eyes crushed inMy fingers isThe only way you'll see